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You look around your room
If it wasn't that clear, your name is SYB, you don't really have a last name, however, your sister tells you that your name was originally an anagram of her name, BYS. You try to think that your name doesn't derive from hers, but you understand that you were hatched when your mother was going a little crazy, so you're not too sure what's true or not.
You live in a one room treehouse connected to an even bigger treehouse that you're not sure how many rooms are contained in it. That is where you get some grub, use the toilet, and, among other things, play various arcade games.
In this room, you have made it personalized to you and your own likings. These include Undertale, it's lesser-known sequel, Deltarune, playing the piano, the Interweb, and watching the IV.
You sleep in a nest, like most birds, and you find the stuff you put in it (a bunch of other beds) makes for an incredible night. You can sleep for hours on end, playing in your dreams.
You have two posters, one of undertale, one of deltarune chapter 2, the better of the two chapters. You can recall spending hours playing those two games nonstop, talking to every NPC, getting all the special endings. This has led you to becoming the leader of a fangame based on those two properties, expanding into a wide array of all toby fox related content. You mainly do the writing, the music, and the coding for the adventure, but you also dabble in the art department a little. So far, you've only made a fraction of a percent of the game due to a mix of procrastination, new things to fill into the story, and also keeping up your seperate but still kinda related GNG, or Game'N geek. You are a level 7 Fire Mage who uses the power of Chaos to create an inevitable future where all is consumed by the flames...
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Chaotic good to say the least.
Next to you is the door, and beside that is a wardrobe containing all of your clothing.
Mostly just a bunch of scarfs and your Spamton outfit.
Speaking about weird smelly men, you somehow managed to find in the chaos that happened last year, or next year, or just a few days from now? Whenever, Spamton plushie exists in your room. Though you have contemplated pouring milk onto him and banging him into the wall, you always decide that it'd be very stupid to do, so you don't do it.
On the floor is the Famitsu gaming magazine.
*ahem* The Famitsu gaming magazine was/is a gaming magazine popular in Japan, detailing every facet of Video games from their players to the creators and producers. Within the past couple of weeks (same dilemma as before), a spot opened up in the magazine. Ya' see, Sakurai, the guy who made Supper Smash Bros, had a column in the magazine where he could detail the progression and creation process to the games. As we all know, Toby Fox and Masahiro Sakurai are like best friends, so just recently, as Sakurai was stepping down from the position, TF was named as his replacement. All this isn't explained in the magazine, but is interesting stuff, nevertheless.
In the magazine on the floor, there is a column about hotdogs and anime girls, and dating simulators in Japan. You'd suggest a read if you wanted to.
In order to read Japanese, you just happen to be in a universe where English and Japanese are the same language, so, yep, no troubles reading the magazine.
Over there to the top right, you have your desk with your laptop charging. You suppose it doesn't really need to be charged right now, but that doesn't detest you.
On the computer, you have opened a couple unfinished coding projects, several music bits that fit nowhere, a virus or two, and of course, Encore.
On Encore, if it wasn't obvious now, you go by SuspiciousBirdguy and you know the rest. You have a few friends you cheer with on Encore, mainly your good pal Meowrage, but sometimes MM and SK get the love. You also are in close contact with a Troll girl from the future, sent here to help you "enter the medium". whatever that means. You find her funny and quite smart for a person claiming to be 6.
On the far wall (to the far right), is your IV box, you spend lots of time here looking at Sat-Vs (satire Vessels). This is also why you think undertale is so good: it's a really good satire of videogames.
To the bottom right, is your piano. You can play it so well; you would say you were a master... if you weren't already incredibly humble.
After looking around your room, you feel a sense that somewhere out there, somebody just set a new record for "pages" on an email chain in a single day. You hear the number, Ten, calling you, but that must be silly, that'd be a lot of work...
So Mr. Unknown Yte, what goes on now?
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